The shadow fell upon me when the sun was overhead and in words I understood,this is what the shadow said,
'when the setting of your face is parallel to that above
that's the time you will experience the rushing of true love and the river that flows in you will flow out and contravene, some silent scene in an old movie house where you have often been,
and it's all to no avail, your ambivalence denies that which is within the heart of you and silently it cries'
Then the sun went down and all I heard was the wailing of a lonely bird and the beating of the pulse in me, the curse in me,
at least the lonely bird is free.